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Chapter 3 of Fiction Story about a boy and his dream |
Chapter 3 Wheeler's road It was 10 minutes before Alice found a Dr. "There is a Doctor Fortenberry in Wolf Pass, Nevada. Very, very small town with one doctor. He wants to talk to you. I picked up the phone. "Doctor?", this is Jake Wheeler. My partner (It was easier than telling him that she was a computer) and I have a friend with us that has fallen ill. Would..." "Are you the war hero?". The frankness of the question kind of took me aback. "Yes, sir. I guess I am. Come on by son and bring your friend. We will Doctor. Thanks. No son. Thank you. An hour later, we pulled Ms. Annie into a vacant lot down the street from a small building. I shut down the rig and got an Ole Miss ball cap from the rack overhead. I climbed back into the sleeper. She was still asleep. I pulled the hair off of her face, "Megan?" She woke slowly. "Megan?" What ? What is it? Megan, Wake up.... Megan, stay with me. She was coming out of it very slowly. Megan, wake up. I want you to see a friend of mine. K..Where? About 100 feet from the truck. Very small town at night. You should be fine. No one is around..Ok? K. I helped her get to the front seat, stuck the hat on her head. Got out and walked around the truck. I opened the door and helped her down. She was definitely unsteady on her feet. I put my arm around her waist and we walked toward the yellow light on the porch. When we got to the door, I opened the screen and knocked softly. The door opened and a tall, elderly man answered the door. "Mr. Wheeler?" Yes, sir. This is my friend Meg. Meg has been throwing up, running a temperature, She feels weak all the time. She... "I think I get the idea, son. Meg, I have a small room. Down the hall on your right. Let me talk to Jake for a second. Yes, sir. And she waived slowly down the hall. Jake, I .... Doctor, I know what you are going to say and I know. I didn't know where else to take her... Who? Megan... No, I wanted to tell you that my daughter was killed in Mosul. I just wanted to say thanks. What you did took a lot of courage. Not many could have done it. My wife and I will never forget that you tried.. I really did not know what to say. OK, Doc. Somebody had to do it and there didn't see anyone else but me around. I am not a hero. All right, Jake. I understand. Doc, my friend. She has been under a tremendous amount of pressure lately. Her job, family, life in general. Because she is Megan Mitchell? I didn't think you knew Doc. I am old, wheeler. Not dead. Give me a second. "And he was gone to the back. I turned the light on in the waiting room and found a year old Reader's Digest. I started reading the jokes but I did not really feel funny. My sense of urgency had always stood me well in Iraq and now I was scared for Megan. |